Alright, enough with the digestion metaphor; make the point! Which is to say that I have succeeded at my goals for this blog so far beyond my expectations that I intend to continue it indefinitely. The pile of books on, in, under, and around my nightstand hasn’t really gotten any shorter but the turnaround time to the library or used bookstore has gotten a lot longer. I’m both taking longer to read each book and playing with the material longer before diving headlong into the next book. No one would have accused me of being a superficial or casual reader before I started writing (well, except when I’d be on a binge of trashy novels) but now I feel I’ve moved well beyond reading to learn and into reading to study. Reading itself has almost become a meditation. Writing certainly has. These are outcomes of blogging that I never expected but for which I am deeply grateful.
I had hoped to rediscover my voice through writing. For a long time there while I struggled with hypoadrenia I wasn’t able to hold cogent thought in my head long enough to string a sentence together, much less to put paragraphs into sensible essays. I wondered if I even could anymore. I am delighted to discover that although I still lack some of the clarity and ability to develop arguments that I used to have, I can once again state my thoughts in a reasonable manner. I look forward to building my logical left-brain muscles again. I can say with confidence that I am well recovered from the mental state that hypoadrenia left me in and I can move forward into spiritual healing from fundamentalism. I look eagerly ahead to continued seeking after Truth, knowing that the Divine is always present and ready to be found by all who are willing to look.